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Charles’s POV Soon after the game started, I felt very bored. I rolled my eyes and squinted at their game. Although the two boxers on the stage looked very imposing, their boxing skills were really very elementary. Billy fidgeted around me. "This game sucks, right?" I asked him. Billy tugged at his hair and yelled, "Oh my God! They're nothing compared to our pack warriors! I feel like we paid for a children's game!" As soon as he finished, one fighter punched the other, and the rogue, who had failed, crashed into the guardrail, bounced back into the ring and passed out. "B.ullshit!" Billy yells. "This is a stupid game. The two of them are just stalling!" I shrugged. A fighter of this caliber couldn't even compete with my pack's first-time trainee. I'd rather drink than watch them fi